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and am from the thought of it: wish me in your free champaign, where I may have no hedge so much as to confine my eye: wish me happy in the society of so dear and noble a friend; but, in the mean while, think of me no otherwise, than as a Free Prisoner; and
Yours, thankfully devoted
in all faithful observance,
END OF THE SEVENTH VOLUME.
C. Whittingham, Printer, Dean Street, Fetter Lane, London,